Megan Unspoken

Maybe

Today I got up like normal to go to school. I brushed my large teeth, combed my matted hair and nodded goodbye to Mom as I stepped out the door. Just like normal. But my day was anything but normal.
When I got to school, the kids were whispering about something.
How awful it is when words are whispered. They are not meant to be kept silent, they are meant to be heard. Just like birds. Birds aren't meant to be kept inside of a cage. Birds are meant to fly. Anyways, I did hear two glorious words: "new girl."
Did this mean that, at last, there would be a new student? We hadn't had anyone new for at least a year.
I was very wonderfully excited, anxiously waiting to go to class. When, of course, we did, there was the most wonderful sight I had seen in a long time. A pretty girl sat next to my seat, fancy name tag with Bella written in cursive pinned to her shirt.
Bella seemed nice, considering the way she talked to the other students. As I sat down, she smiled and said, "Hi. I'm Bella. What's your name?"
As I listened to the way she spoke her words, I was pleased. Her words had a warm light brown color, and a lovely baked cake smell. She did not abuse the wonderful words which were given to her.
I liked Bella immediately, but I did not want to speak. So, I carefully got out a piece of paper and printed out my name as neat as possible. "Megan."
Bella was slightly surprised, but smiled nonetheless.
"You can't talk?"she asked.
"Complicated," I scribbled down.
Bella nodded.
"I like your name,"she added.
At that, the teacher began to speak. While she spoke, I saw Bella doodling a puppy on her jeans. I watched her curiously. When the teacher wasn't looking, I wrote down, "why are you drawing while teacher is talking?"
Bella grinned, taking the paper and writing some more words down. When she returned the paper, the words, "helps me pay attention," were written down in a rather messy fashion.
Even so, I giggled a little at the words, but silently. I still refused to use my voice. In spite of that, I left school that day very happy. Why was I happy? Because maybe, just maybe, I'd gained my first ever friend.